grasping death
The other day, the new excitement among the neighborhood kids was that yet another squirrel had died. Its body lay there on the ground as Little FTA and two other boys gathered around to discuss it. My husband overheard their conversation.
Boy1: Look! There's another squirrel that died.
Boy2: looking up Yep, now it's up in heaven!
Little FTA: following Boy2's gaze upward, puzzled about how a dead squirrel could be in the sky when it was so clearly on the ground No, now it's body is falling apart into lit bits and becoming a part of the dirt.
3 comments:
Your Little FTA sounds so awesome.
Did you think of putting the squirrel in garments and temple gard to ensure he approached the squirrel god correctly?
the temple garments wouldn't help the squirrel if it doesn't know the secret handshake. but maybe you can find a live squirrel to perform the ordinance.
little FTA rocks! (as do his parents)
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